A/N:
This is just a prologue and slight teaser for Snapshot. Check my
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Snapshot:
Sasuke's Journal
(Prologue)

Sasuke's
POV (Journal Entry)

12th
of April, 19:06pm (07:06)

It
was raining that time, the day you told me the words I never dreamed
or ever wanted to hear. The day where my friendship with you
dispersed, the day where I started becoming cold again, the very day
where I first yelled at you, the event that will forever be embedded
in my head, that was the day you broke up with me, that was when you
said those words… "I… don't love you anymore…"

You
have no idea how much those words were such a painful blow to my
heart, how I would have preferred to die, or be tortured to death,
instead of hearing those words escape your lips, recalling your
voice. You were killing me inside, while I was still alive and
breathing.

I
don't know why or what I did wrong, how you came to the conclusion
of ending our two year-relationship. You told me, after I confessed
to you, that it was one of your dreams to end up with me, one of your
goals to have me, and when I gave you my heart, you crushed it.
Because of you, I was never the same, ever again.

But
screw it; I'm not that deep into sorrow and on the brink of loosing
my sanity. It took me months to get over it, especially when the day
came that you were going away, and won't be coming back for a long
time, if not forever. I admit, I wanted to cry, I wanted to yell, I
wanted to chase you and still say I love you, but pride got the best
of me, and not to mention, I know very well that your father will not
be pleased.

Sak,
if only he knew the truth, if only you know the truth. I'm not who
he thinks I am, hell, I'm betting he'd be more than happy to have
me as his son-in-law if he knew about me more. I can't say if I'll
be glad when you come back, and I can't even tell if I'll still
smile at you the same way I did back in our high school years.

Honestly,
I ignore anyone who calls me "Suke", I only respond when it comes
from you. I still can't figure out why you broke up with me. It was
stupid of me when I just ran away though, but I needed to, or I
would've regret what I could have done if I stayed there longer.

I
can still remember it clearly, it was raining hard, yet we both love
rain, and it didn't bother us much when we were under it,
supposedly just talking and walking. Until, that is, you stopped and
had a sad look on your face. I asked you what was wrong, and you
looked up at me, telling me that… you were sorry, and then you said
it…

"I…
don't love you anymore Suke, I'm sorry, it's over."

"Suke
huh..?"

Was
my reply when I lowered my head and shut my eyes tight, the rain
mixing with my tears. You called me again by the nickname you gave
me, but I just snapped, and yelled at you:

"Don't
call me that! If it's over, then fine! We're through!"

And
being the idiot that I was, I just ran, ran away from you, and you
called out my name, the nickname, or pet name as others call it. I
know very well that you fell onto your knees, crying, whispering my
name. Although I didn't see you, nor did I hear you, I felt it. We
have a bond Sak, and it'll never fade, no matter how hard I try to
forget you, my heart just battles with my mind, and eventually, my
mind gives in. The truth… can be altered when one thinks, but it
cannot be hidden when it comes from the heart, especially if one can
no longer hold back the emotions raging inside.

When
I yelled at you, it was what I felt, though not entirely. I wasn't
thinking straight, and I just burst it out, but still, deep inside, I
just wanted to say that, to assure you that I'll be fine. My
brother tells me to get a grip; my father says I shouldn't be
wasting my time on you, after what you did. My mom just narrated to
me my selfless and unconditional love to you, for thinking of how you
may feel guilty if I forced you to take back what you told me.

Sad
to say, it can't be undone. I guess… we're never meant to be
together… maybe… you belong to someone else, and I belong to
someone, somewhere out there. It hurts though, especially when I see
your smile in my dreams, when I replay the times we've spent
together every night, just before I close my eyes.

God
knows how much I love you, and up until now, after ten years, I still
do. But even if you have someone else, as long as you're happy, I
can be happy, for you.

I
remember so well the day I confessed to you, right after the
basketball championships, when our team won. I was, once again,
awarded MVP, and then the coach, along with Neji, the current team
captain, called the whole team and announced, that for the next
senior year, I was to take Hyuuga's place.

Smirk.

You
had the loudest cheer, as far as I can remember. That's when you
ran to me and hugged me, congratulating me, praising me, until I
could no longer hold back and just ended up confessing, yelling that
I love you, catching everyone's attention as the whole gymnasium
turned to us, silence echoing among the walls. You were red, so was
I, but I continued, saying that I love you, ever since, that I only
had my eyes set on you.

My heart fluttered when you smiled and
said you felt the same way, and when you answered yes when I asked
you to become my girlfriend. Too
bad it didn't last.

Frown.

Just
a month before our graduation, you broke up with me. Just a week
before you were to depart to the States, you said those words to me.
Just a day before that, I was planning to go steady with you, and did
I mention that… the next day would've marked as our three years
of being together? Yeah, the next day was the day I confessed to you,
the day we became together, and before that day ever came, you ended
our relationship.

Eyes
begin to water.

Were
you aware Sak? Maybe not, I know you, you're not that heartless. I
know you would've waited for that day to come, and maybe ended our
relationship when you were about to leave. That way, despite us no
longer seeing each other, we could've at least spent a few days
more before you left.

We
could have celebrated our three years together…

I
don't get it Sak, was I not good enough? Even Neji or Shikamaru,
the two geniuses in our group, didn't understand what caused you to
break up with me. Even Naruto, as dense as he is, knows how much you
mean to me and I to you, and he knows that I've given up almost all
my time for you, to live up to your father's expectations. I know
he doesn't approve of me just because he thinks I am what he
assumes, but your mom does, and she even defended me when your
parents wanted to meet me in person.

You
defended me as well Sak, you even kissed me in front of your dad. You
were ready to fight for the two of us, and that was among the two
things I ever wanted from you. The other one was for you to love me
until I die or you do, if not everlasting.

Tears
flow down.

My
mind wanders often, and mostly questions I want to ask you drift and cloud my thoughts. Do you
still keep pictures of us together? Do you still recall every memory
we shared? Do you still have the gifts I gave and won for you? Do you
still wear the same necklace I have around my neck, the one we bought
together, as a symbol that we are and will always be
together?

Clutches
the necklace.

It
was simple Sak, that's what I said, and you even smiled and told me
it was perfect and right for us, since we liked to keep things
simple. Nothing significant, just a single silver tag, its width was
just one fourth of the ordinary dog tag. The length was the size of
an average adult's pinky, and it had a black lace. Simple and you
wanted it, so I wanted it as well. I planned to buy it for us, but
you said you'd spend for mine, and I'd spend for yours.

Do
you still remember that?

One
more thing I'll never forget, that was when I told you what I
wanted to do when I graduate; that was to be a photographer, or
anything to do with music or media. You said it was cute, so typical
me, and that you'd love to be of assistance and always stay by my
side. I asked you what you planned on doing and all you was smile and
say: "Anything as long as I can be by your side, always and
forever."

You
have no idea how much you've made me smile a lot, how much I felt
alive and human, unlike when I was a kid and all I did was study and
be the best, no time for fun or any hobby despite my talents in
playing the guitar or even composing songs and journal entries. When
I needed someone to encourage me and support me with the things I
want to do, you were there, God sent you for me that was what I
believe. My mom is a Catholic, and my dad eventually accepted that
and became one too. Itachi and I, we were raised to be Christians as
well. It was really great news when you told me you were one too, and
so was your family. It was rare to find Catholics in Japan.

I
remember, when I teased you to become a model, and you'll be my
personal model as you pose for me and I take pictures of you, then I
joked, saying I'll have my father's close friend submit it to a
few magazines. You were blushing, annoyed yet happy. We were so alike
and so different, I was everything you're mostly not, and you had
everything that I lack. We're like soul mates, according to Hinata
who reads a lot of books. She said you were my counterpart and I was
yours. We were perfect when combined, rarely having fights, always
understood each other, trusted each other.

Sighs
and wipes away the tears.

Sak,
I'm a pro now, I take candid shots if not formal or traditional
ones. I've met a lot of people, famous or infamous. I've had fans
even if I wasn't a well-known guy, with just my looks, Shikamaru
said, I could have any girl I see or who see me, practically fawn
over me. Still though, Ino had nagged at me to stop sulking and to
move on and get a new girl. Shikamaru didn't bother, saying it was
my life and that he'd be there whatever my decision was. Naruto was
definitely strict. He lectured me about being faithful to you, which
only resulted to Neji saying things about you not being loyal to me.

Thus,
a brawl between me and the Hyuuga started.

My
best friend slash rival dead last was right, despite us being
through, I still love you. The gang set me up for blind dates, which
I was forced and blackmailed to go to. It ended up with the girls
just not satisfied with me telling them that I would only be friends
with them, nothing more. Each date I went, it only gave me memories
of ours.

Do
you remember our first date?

My
dad was worried that I may grow up and live on my own, all alone. My
mom even wondered if she'll have grandchildren and was sad at the
thought of me forever being single. My brother, he was different, he
said he'll be there, whenever I need him, and that if I do grow old
alone, he'll be up in the cloud, watching over me.

Hmm…
I just smiled at his statement. But still Sak, I don't know if I'll
ever get over you, I don't think I can. I've seen a lot of girls,
who according to some of the gang, are prettier than you. Ino even
commented on one who was more beautiful than her, which was a first
muttered Shikamaru, only resulting him to get a bonk on the head.

Laughs
slightly at the memory.

Everyday
Sak, every single damn, fucking day, I think of you, wondering if you
think of me too. If our paths were to cross once more, would you be
willing to take me back? Would you be willing to save me from this
despair like what you did years ago?

Would
you still be willing to love me?

"Sakura…"

He
had posted the journal, making sure it was part of the private
section, where only his friends whom he knows in real life are
allowed to read or view it. Sasuke sighed and stared at his computer
screen, his eyes looking at the six blinking taskbars, indicating
that he had about six messages sent by his friends. He moved the
cursor at the first one, clicking it as a window popped up.

He
closed the window, not wanting to reply. He even wondered what
possessed him to log on his messenger when he wouldn't even bother
to chat. He read the next one.

Hinata:
I hope you'll eventually feel better Sasuke…

Sighing,
he replied a "thanks" and got a smiley in return. His brother
once asked him why his friends' chat names were what he'd
normally call them (e.g. Dobe Naruto). He only said that it was in
the nicknames settings of the chat window and Itachi just shrugged and
left. He read the other messages coming from smartass Shikamaru,
big-headed Ino, which was courtesy of Sakura since Ino did
brag at times. White-eyed freak, a.k.a. Neji, and
addicted2weapons Ten-Ten. He just didn't bother with a
nickname for Hinata, since she was probably the only one who he was
perfectly okay with. The others, he often had a little spat.

Preparing
to log off, his eyes wandered to one single name that hasn't been
online for years: Saku-chan. He stared at it, his eyelids
half-closed as he remembered that she added her ID on his messenger
when she came to see him, typing "Saku-chan" as her nickname and
first name, and the last name as… "Uchiha…" he whispered.
They used to tease each other about it. Sakura pretending to actually
be married to him, always changing her last name in the internet to "Uchiha", and her status as "Married" or "Taken".

She
even showed him the name she typed for him in her account:
"Sasu-chan" and it only resulted him into tickling her until she
gave in and changed it, but, she still had her fun by typing –kun
instead of -chan. Although he wasn't at all too happy, he was fine
with it, and then, she changed it again, and it only made him smile.

MY
Sasu-kun

End
of Prologue

A/N:
Just a little peek at the story. Hope you understood the journal
entry of Sasuke. I also hope I got his feelings and emotions right.
Feel free to ask me anything about this. If you have suggestions or
requests for this fiction, go ahead and I'll see if I can insert
them or not.

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